So, for the longest time I wasn't sure if I wanted to post this song that I wrote, because I thought that some people may get offended, but then I remembered that pretty much nobody reads my blog anyway, so I decided to post it.
I was in bed one night thinking about how we as human beings, and even as Christians, hurt God, mostly without even knowing. We grieve his Spirit when we put other things ahead of Him in our lives, or have the wrong attitudes or motives, or just don't do things we know are right. And even though He forgives us readily, we still need to repent of the things we do regularly, if we ever plan on changing for the better. To repent simply means to change your mind about and turn away from something. I think so often, Christians stereotypically have this mindset that no matter what we do, its ok, because God forgives us. So therefore, its ok to do anything. And that's a wrong mindset according to the Bible. And we need to continually turn away from and change our mindset about things that aren't of God. And of course He's always there to help us, but its our choice. Its our decision. Christianity isn't about seeing how close we can get to that perverbial 'line' before we cross it, but seeing how close we can get to Jesus!
Anyway, I was lying in bed thinking about all this, and this song came to me...
Why do you run away from me, Though I love you so?
Why do you turn away from me, though I've done so much for you?
Yes, I've been so good to you.
Why do you grieve my Spirit so, with the things that you do
Why do you keep on doing the things that keep me away from you?
That keep me away from you
I want you to know me as I know you, completely and intimately
I want you to love me with a heart that's true
I don't want just a part, I want all of you
Why do you hide your face in shame, and try to disguise your sin?
Choose to repent and turn away. Don't you know what I've done for you?
Just accept what I've done for you.
I want you to know me as I know you, completely and intimately
I want you to love me with a heart that's true
I don't want just a part
I want you to want me in all you do, no matter how small things may seem
I want you to feel me always with you
I don't want just a part, I want all of you
Beth
When you look into the mirror, think not upon how others perceive you; instead, think about how God sees you. To Him, you are the most beautiful thing on earth. And that's all that matters.
Please feel free to comment. I'd love to hear what you think of my feeble attempts to convey my thoughts, feelings, and imaginings.
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Saturday, December 5, 2009
The Minstrel
This was a 30-minute challenge given to me by a wonderful lady and amazing songwriter named Jane Eamon at a songwriting workshop I recently attended. The goal was to write a story song about a fairytale, using just verses in the same meter. I made up my own fairytale based on another person attending the workshop. This was the result after 30 minutes. Dedicated to Bob. :)
"The Minstrel"
Once upon a time not long ago, in a land not far away
Was a minstrel who would never write a song that was cliche.
He'd sit and ponder till he could find exactly the right words
So that he could write amazing songs like no-one's ever heard.
One fine day he organized a songwriting workshop
And people came from miles around to hear this lady talk.
When they found she was a fairy song-mother, they all cried out with glee
And all at once they asked, 'do you have some advice for me?'
She turned, and to the minstrel said, 'sir, I would like you
To write a song full of cliches, with a twang of country too.'
At this, he cringed, and then he frowned, and finally he sighed.
He shook his head to clear his mind, and said 'for you, I'll try.'
So he took his pen and paper and jotted down some notes
And this country song full of cliches was the best he ever wrote!
Now he sings his songs to many fans all across the land
And he travels not all alone, but with his country band.
"The Minstrel"
Once upon a time not long ago, in a land not far away
Was a minstrel who would never write a song that was cliche.
He'd sit and ponder till he could find exactly the right words
So that he could write amazing songs like no-one's ever heard.
One fine day he organized a songwriting workshop
And people came from miles around to hear this lady talk.
When they found she was a fairy song-mother, they all cried out with glee
And all at once they asked, 'do you have some advice for me?'
She turned, and to the minstrel said, 'sir, I would like you
To write a song full of cliches, with a twang of country too.'
At this, he cringed, and then he frowned, and finally he sighed.
He shook his head to clear his mind, and said 'for you, I'll try.'
So he took his pen and paper and jotted down some notes
And this country song full of cliches was the best he ever wrote!
Now he sings his songs to many fans all across the land
And he travels not all alone, but with his country band.
The Day We Meet
I wrote this song about the day I meet my future husband...
November 15th, 2009
If I could see your face right now,
I wonder what I'd say
Would I confess undying love,
Or would I run away?
I'm waiting for the day we meet
I'm hoping that I'll know
That the two of us were meant to be
I'll feel it in my soul.
I will wait patiently
For you to come and be with me
But I long for the day we meet
If I could hear your voice right now
I wonder what I'd hear
Would you say you don't want to live your life
Without me near?
Maybe I already know you
Only as a friend
One day we might just wake up
And see love around the bend.
So I will wait patiently
For you to come and be with me
But I long for the day we meet.
November 15th, 2009
If I could see your face right now,
I wonder what I'd say
Would I confess undying love,
Or would I run away?
I'm waiting for the day we meet
I'm hoping that I'll know
That the two of us were meant to be
I'll feel it in my soul.
I will wait patiently
For you to come and be with me
But I long for the day we meet
If I could hear your voice right now
I wonder what I'd hear
Would you say you don't want to live your life
Without me near?
Maybe I already know you
Only as a friend
One day we might just wake up
And see love around the bend.
So I will wait patiently
For you to come and be with me
But I long for the day we meet.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Happy For You
So, I just finished writing another song...
The inspiration came from a friend.
Disclaimer: The emotions and thoughts portrayed in this song are not necessarily those of the artist. =:^)
Enjoy!
Happy For You
Beth Dyck
August 13th 2009
Verse 1
Well I heard just the other day that you got yourself a girl
That little bit of info put my heart into a whirl
You see that really wasn’t what I wanted to hear
I used to have some hopes and dreams of a future with you near
But from me all you’re gonna hear is
Chorus
I’m happy for you. Don’t worry ‘bout me
You’re the only one who matters, don’t fear for my sanity
You’re not gonna see me cry, and you won’t hear me complain
Even if I have to lie, I will look at you and say
I’m happy for you
Verse 2
You used to be a real good friend, before you went away
Didn’t know how much you meant to me until it was too late
Now I’m left here wishing I could say that I wanna make you mine
But you’re with someone else, so I’ve gotta leave those words behind
And now I guess all I can say is
Chorus
Bridge
I’ll never know how great we could’ve been; together, you and me
But I’ll get over it eventually, wait and see
Verse 3
Well I heard just the other day that you got yourself a girl
So I’ll just wish the two of you all of the love in the world
Cause…
Chorus
The inspiration came from a friend.
Disclaimer: The emotions and thoughts portrayed in this song are not necessarily those of the artist. =:^)
Enjoy!
Happy For You
Beth Dyck
August 13th 2009
Verse 1
Well I heard just the other day that you got yourself a girl
That little bit of info put my heart into a whirl
You see that really wasn’t what I wanted to hear
I used to have some hopes and dreams of a future with you near
But from me all you’re gonna hear is
Chorus
I’m happy for you. Don’t worry ‘bout me
You’re the only one who matters, don’t fear for my sanity
You’re not gonna see me cry, and you won’t hear me complain
Even if I have to lie, I will look at you and say
I’m happy for you
Verse 2
You used to be a real good friend, before you went away
Didn’t know how much you meant to me until it was too late
Now I’m left here wishing I could say that I wanna make you mine
But you’re with someone else, so I’ve gotta leave those words behind
And now I guess all I can say is
Chorus
Bridge
I’ll never know how great we could’ve been; together, you and me
But I’ll get over it eventually, wait and see
Verse 3
Well I heard just the other day that you got yourself a girl
So I’ll just wish the two of you all of the love in the world
Cause…
Chorus
Friday, July 31, 2009
NEW SONG!! YAY!
I *finally* wrote a new song... ok, so its a silly song about sudoku, but hey, I'll take what I can get right now; its my first song in almost a year!
V.1
Sudoku, how I love your numbers
Sudoku, and your boxes too
Arranging numbers 1 to 9
Oh, you're so fine!
V.2
Sudoku, you are such a challenge
Sudoku, you are so much fun
Oh, North, South, East and West
Yeah, you're the best!
Chorus
When I win a game I get this feeling deep inside
It brings a smile to my face, and its a smile I just can't hide
V.3
Sudoku, you can be easy or hard
Sudoku, you are the life of the party
If I play you before bed
You start to mess with my head
Chorus
*Enjoy!*
Beth
V.1
Sudoku, how I love your numbers
Sudoku, and your boxes too
Arranging numbers 1 to 9
Oh, you're so fine!
V.2
Sudoku, you are such a challenge
Sudoku, you are so much fun
Oh, North, South, East and West
Yeah, you're the best!
Chorus
When I win a game I get this feeling deep inside
It brings a smile to my face, and its a smile I just can't hide
V.3
Sudoku, you can be easy or hard
Sudoku, you are the life of the party
If I play you before bed
You start to mess with my head
Chorus
*Enjoy!*
Beth
"The new and improved umbrella song"
Well, a couple of days ago as an exercise, I rewrote the words to Rihanna's "Umbrella". Here's the 'New & Improved Umbrella Song'!
He knows your heart
Even though you are worlds apart
And He has washed you clean
Given you a brand new start
Baby, and in the dark
He'll be your Shining Star
'Cause that's when you'll need Him there
For you He'll always care
Because...
When the Son comes He'll reign forever
Then you'll always be together
He will always be your friend
Took up the cross and He carried it to the end
Though its raining more than ever
Know that you still have each other
You can stand under His umbrella
You can stand under His umbrella
ella ella ay ay ay, under His umbrella ella ella ay ay ay
Now sin and things
That you allow to come in between
Don't have to be your king
Ask Him to make you clean
When things in life get hard
When the devil tears you apart
Just ask Jesus to start
And He will heal your heart
Because...
When the Son comes He'll reign forever
Then you'll always be together
He will always be your friend
Took up the cross and He carried it to the end
Though its raining more than ever
Know that you still have each other
You can stand under His umbrella
You can stand under His umbrella
ella ella ay ay ay, under His umbrella ella ella ay ay ay
You can run into His arms
Its okay don't be alarmed
Draw near to Him
You're so very dear to Jesus' heart
So go on let the rain fall
He'll be all you need and more
Because...
Beth
He knows your heart
Even though you are worlds apart
And He has washed you clean
Given you a brand new start
Baby, and in the dark
He'll be your Shining Star
'Cause that's when you'll need Him there
For you He'll always care
Because...
When the Son comes He'll reign forever
Then you'll always be together
He will always be your friend
Took up the cross and He carried it to the end
Though its raining more than ever
Know that you still have each other
You can stand under His umbrella
You can stand under His umbrella
ella ella ay ay ay, under His umbrella ella ella ay ay ay
Now sin and things
That you allow to come in between
Don't have to be your king
Ask Him to make you clean
When things in life get hard
When the devil tears you apart
Just ask Jesus to start
And He will heal your heart
Because...
When the Son comes He'll reign forever
Then you'll always be together
He will always be your friend
Took up the cross and He carried it to the end
Though its raining more than ever
Know that you still have each other
You can stand under His umbrella
You can stand under His umbrella
ella ella ay ay ay, under His umbrella ella ella ay ay ay
You can run into His arms
Its okay don't be alarmed
Draw near to Him
You're so very dear to Jesus' heart
So go on let the rain fall
He'll be all you need and more
Because...
Beth
Monday, July 27, 2009
Stuck
I sit here, staring at a blank page.
Ok, so its not blank anymore...
Its been blasted hot out lately, with quite a few storms that include thunder, lightning, uber-strong winds, torrential rains, and/or walnut-sized hail. (Very unusual for the Okanagan; they haven't seen stuff like this in like twenty years!) I've been getting up at 6 to go to work so I can quit earlier because of the heat. After work, I either do a lot, or I don't do much, but no matter what I do or don't do, I don't do anything creative. Nothing artistic. I haven't written a song in almost a year. I can't draw. I don't know how to paint. Playing music feels boring right now. Its hot, I feel creatively constipated, and I think I may just go crazy. And I'm thinking this in an eerily monotone voice. In my head. As I write. Good grief I'm bored! Even when I'm so stinkin' busy that I don't have time to be bored I'm bored. Dunno how that's possible, but it must be somehow. I thought that after all the lessons and recitals and things had ended at the beginning of summer, that I would have time, energy and motivation to be creative; artistic. I don't. Heck, I dunno if I even remember how to be creative. I don't want to pick up my guitar. I don't want to try and write a song or poem. I don't want to go plunk away on the piano. I don't want to try to draw or paint, because I know it won't look good. But something deep down inside me is dying to imagine, to concoct; to dream up and fashion... something... anything! But what? How? I think I'm stuck.
Ok, so its not blank anymore...
Its been blasted hot out lately, with quite a few storms that include thunder, lightning, uber-strong winds, torrential rains, and/or walnut-sized hail. (Very unusual for the Okanagan; they haven't seen stuff like this in like twenty years!) I've been getting up at 6 to go to work so I can quit earlier because of the heat. After work, I either do a lot, or I don't do much, but no matter what I do or don't do, I don't do anything creative. Nothing artistic. I haven't written a song in almost a year. I can't draw. I don't know how to paint. Playing music feels boring right now. Its hot, I feel creatively constipated, and I think I may just go crazy. And I'm thinking this in an eerily monotone voice. In my head. As I write. Good grief I'm bored! Even when I'm so stinkin' busy that I don't have time to be bored I'm bored. Dunno how that's possible, but it must be somehow. I thought that after all the lessons and recitals and things had ended at the beginning of summer, that I would have time, energy and motivation to be creative; artistic. I don't. Heck, I dunno if I even remember how to be creative. I don't want to pick up my guitar. I don't want to try and write a song or poem. I don't want to go plunk away on the piano. I don't want to try to draw or paint, because I know it won't look good. But something deep down inside me is dying to imagine, to concoct; to dream up and fashion... something... anything! But what? How? I think I'm stuck.
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